Past life regression

Last sat I did a session of emotional release by Ida and kyru. My intention for the session was to release any trapped emotions still left in my body (especially my shoulders coz it's always aching). When it got to the last part, Kyru came out with a Brian Weiss audio of past life regression. I have always been interested in my past life, namely towards my husband and why we have such karma as we have now, but I told myself that whatever comes that is important to me I will recieve it. When the audio started, it said there was a lot of different mirrors, meaning our many different past lives. One of them stood out.. I looked down on my shoes as suggested in the audio, and I saw a black pair of clothe shoes, like the Chinese olden shoes. And my clothes were of the outmost white, silky chiffon. Not a single stain on was my clothes. It was flawless white. I almost look like a saint of some sort, or a saint during that era. I was wearing a black top hat, with two circles coming out of each side. It was suggested that I looked around my surroundings, I couldn't see anything at all. It's as if my memory blocked the surroundings completely.

Suddenly, in front of me squatted a little boy, around the age of 6-8. He is skinny, and dirty, looking like a poor little thing with a dirty singlet and shorts and slippers. He was squatting in the moddle(or side) of the road, looking miserable. I walked up to him, wanting to pat him on the head. Suddenly, the compassion feelings for this little boy began to flood my entire body, and I begin to sob, and continue sobbing.. Until the session was over. 

I was surprised because I really did release a lot of emotions in me when I did the crying.. Of what I did not really know. I only knew I felt very heart-wrenching for the little boy. It's strange because this little bit of image in my mind was very similar to the one I had when I was asking the divine about the original of the frequent aches of my shoulders. Only that this time round, I saw myself as well. Previously, I could only see my father as a young boy. 

Right after the audio ended, there was a lot of flashbacks I had with the relationship with my father. We were not on good terms at all since I was young. But as I grew up and mature, and learnt the wise teachings of Buddha, these few years I had this very strong feeling that I should give my father the love that he never had during his childhood. The image of my shoulder aching, and this particular one that arose when I heard the audio of past life regression, fits everything. It's like many pieces of jigsaw puzzle coming together. How I grew up with his insecurities, how I learnt to overcome them, and then to spread it back to him. To spread love to him.